For some reason everyone lately has been saying how much they hate camping and it has been making me way mad! Not to diss on anyone who has said this in the recent like day, but I've gotta stand up for camping some time. Where would be my principles? To set the record straight, camping is the best thing in the world. I have yet to have a negative experience while camping. Yet on vacation in, lets say, California you have lots negative experiences. So according to Daniel Faraday's theory, camping is better cause no negative things happen. Yes non-campers, I realized that there aren't bathrooms, yes, I realized that there aren't credit card machines. Thank goodness for "Lost"and their theories or else I would be stuck with all the "Others" saying that camping is the worst thing ever.
In lue of this, I think I'm going to go camping soon. Thank you pessimistic people for helping me get outside more.
Basically I was just jonesing to post something...So here is a few pictures from our honeymoon Salt Lake Airport the day after the wedding. Our flight left at like 6 so we were up at the crack of dawn. The peanuts on the plane helped wake me up.
This is where we were for a week. Way better than commuting to Provo. Instead, We just commuted to the bar for pina colada's.
At the resort. To be honest, we did nothing. We woke up, went to the beach, ate, went to the pool, ate, watched the Colbert Report, and ate. That was the week. The best week ever
Dinner at a local restaurant. Way fun. It was sweet, they would have local musicians come in and play which was my favorite part. Reviewing over this...Why am I still here in Utah? Hawaii is so much better.
Well, guess I'll go enjoy Friends and clean up a bit till my wife gets home from work.
Something is taking over my body and driving me a little crazy. This little something I like to call a mixture of stress and busyness (if that is even a word). The combination of work, interning, and school is creating this weird/emotional person that I don't quite want to claim as myself.
The other day I found myself reading a blog that I found through a friend and I was just bawling while reading it. That is not like me at all! I am this pathetic mess right now because all my stress is releasing itself through tears.
Luckily, I married a very patient man. He laughs at me sometimes, but most the time he helps me put things in order to not feel so overwhelmed. He is very good to me. I do feel bad for him though because we see each other for about 40 minutes after work, then once I get home from class around 8:30 or 9. If anyone would like to volunteer to make him dinner that would be great. Our frozen chimichangas can only go so far. Poor guy. We love Tuesday nights though because my class that night hasn't started yet so we head to our local Alberto's and get a burrtio and free horchata. We love Tuesdays.
Don't worry, I am in a meditation and stress class right now so hopefully my daily meditations start to make a difference soon. My professor swears on his life that meditation is the key to a peaceful life...we'll see. Life is so much fun, just a little crazy right now. Come June 20, i'll be a new woman...who makes dinner :)
Love Always, Jenessa
P.S. I have to post about this...While I do homework, Bradford writes "Thank You" cards so he is being productive as well. Isn't he great? The answer is yes.
Yesterday was the last time we will ever be able to hear that. The series finale was of Lost was on last night and we watched it over at a friends with a bunch of other Losties. It was one of the best finales I have seen in any series. It left it with a great ending but with some untied ends to ensure that there are theories that are created as to what really happened. This is what the producers have been doing the past 6 years so it is appropriate that they ended this way.
In my opinion, this was the most well written series on television. The characters had so much depth to them that you could not help but grow to like them. And the plot was unpredictable, yet not random and off the wall. No offense to the "24'ers" out there but compaired to 24, Lost blows it out of the water. Jack Bauers always saves the day, there is always a someone corrupt in the system, and the bad guys always lose. Then the next season starts over the same way. I can say this cause I used to watch 24.
In Lost, You have no idea where it is going to end up. That is what makes it so much fun, its not just something you turn on, watch, like, then turn off and go on with your life. It's something that you turn on, watch, like, then think about it all day why this certain event happened. It requires the viewers to do much more than just watch, but the writers provide certain things to happen to get you to figure it out. It's basically like a sudoku but series. Word to the wise however, do not start in the middle of the series. you have to start, as I did, at season one. Anyways, I've spilled enough about lost in this post and I don't want people to think I am too weird. so I better stop now.